Ky Photography

From the outsides it seems okay but in the inside its dull and it dies. 

 One drop for my pain, one drop for sorrows. 

I'll be okay tomorrow. 

 Just like the flower it will grow and the leaves will fall. 

 That's the time I'll stand when and after i fall. 

At times things dies it dies. 

It will never be the same anymore. 

Once its torn its done.